you conceived it you knew i would believe it you knew that you would paint me into your world of blue i got a ??? to find cant get you out of my
down pulling me under to where hide yourself alone gagged and tied to the weight of ourselves underwater well i won't forget this loss the shame of regret turn out
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and so was I, young and stupid It's incredible, what a shitty circumstance produces them Criminals, led by the originals, high strung Motivated by the principles Some of us out
, 'cause Mase be young, Mase be dumb And if you get Mase strung, that'll be no pre-num Ever since Big died, my whole life changed I done blew, I'm your
I wanna ask the Lord Why my people gotta be so poor, feel me and why's it so rough when you're young and black They say you go to jail or get strung on
had good times, we said our vows. 'Til he lied, said goodbye, and the bomb went off. Everything I ever built on blew apart. Now I need a suit of armous for my heart. Strung out
look Spellbound and swallowed till the tolling ended Tolling for the aching whose wounds cannot be nursed For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out
it in West One See ya later, alligator, throw away your Zip Gun Dance instead of walking, feel like I'm the best one Smokin' charges and ridin' barges, cutting out high strung
Strung out all the time and I never look old. Bent out of my head I gotta get on the phone. Downtime is gone and i've been living obscene. Where I
eyes A playground of illusion No one plays, they only die There's a prison in my mind And the bars are gonna break I'm as mad as a hatter And strung out
only one that leaves niggas strung By the flip of a lip, by the flung of a tongue Couldn't care less if the world blew up But I wanna blow up before
strung, that'll be no pre-num Ever since Big died, my whole life changed I done blew, I'm your boo, it seem quite strange I get nice things, way out
jewels, and a '97 jetta Now she know she big will but wrong she silly sally Think she handling army cause her body out in cali Terribly mistaken strung
slipping, yer fuckin' up your mind Stay away from me man 'cause I hate your fucking kind You're on dope, there's no hope. Strung out again you are fuckin
the wind blew cold A string of hearts lie in your wake You tried to take along for the ride I must be out of my head To get strung out on your silver
let's get through it Many MC's reached the top and then blew it You say, "I knew it, that last jam was wack" Either you're strung out on crack, or you
